Little seed, how can you know
My solemn bed beneath the ground
Within this filth, it will be found
Didn't mother teach you then
Before the rain and cutting wind
Born of sweet and docile limbs
Little seed, you're far from home
Suffocated by these thorns
Under shit and food for worms
Break the skin that binds you
Find the will to germinate
I'll be here to hide you
Little saplings in my cage
Break the skin that binds you
In the shadows we create
I'll be here to feed you
Little tombstone stowaway
Nestled deep within these bones
I'll keep you anchored from the flood
While you lick what's left of blood
Deaf and blind, you're under foot
No surprise, no second look
Fend off rotting innards
Break the skin that binds you
Find the will to germinate
I'll be here to hide you
Little saplings in my cage
Break the skin that binds you
In the shadows we create
I'll be here to feed you
Little tombstone stowaway
Break the skin that binds you
Find the will to germinate
I'll be here to hide you
Little saplings in my cage
Break the skin that binds you
Become a forest we'll create
I'll be gone within you
Little tombstone stowaway (stoaway)
